otttjj  Carolina, 


A  PATRIOTIC  ODE. 

Land  of  the  Palmetto  tree, 
Sweet  home  of  Liberty, 
Of  thee  I  sing 

Land  where  my  fathers  died, 
Land  of  Old  Sumpter's  pride, 
From  every  mountain  side, 
Let  Freedom  ring. 

Carolina!  Mother!  thee, 
Home  of  the  noble  free, 
Thy  name  I  love  ; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills. 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 
Like  that  above 


Though  fratricidal  war, 
Threatens  thy  peace  to  mar, 
Thy  sons  will  stand  ; 
And  hurl  the  invader  forth, 
Back  to  the  bankrupt  North, 
E'er  yet  the  yankee  moth 
Shall  stain  thy  land. 

Our  father's  God.  to  thee, 
Author  of  Liberty, 
To  thee  we  sing ; 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright, 
With  freedom's  holy  light, 
Protect  us  by  thy  might 
Great  God  !  our  King. 

Charleston,  S.  C,  1861 


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Hollinger  Corp. 

PH8.5 


